Oneirin's Dreamworld

I am walking down a driveway and hear a man talking about the benefits of meditation - how it builds the power of 'analytical awareness' to super high levels, through stages. I think that his description sounds a bit like the analytical parts of vipassana. I then think about Zazen and consider this might be better for awareness I make my way to the street and toward a main road and it hits me: I'm dreaming! I instantly fly up above the road and soak in the realism of the dream scene. The trees, street, and cars, are all very vivid and realistic and I feel that I have solid mental presence in the dream.I look backwards toward a black car coming down the road with a female driver - she smiles up at me as she slow, seemingly amused by me flying. I fly backwards and extend my limbs. I then turn around, continue flying and consider some dream goals. I'm super happy and can't believe how vivid and stable this lucid feels. I look way down the road and see the road stretching out for miles into the far distance, massive green trees standing on either side. Cars make their way to what appears to be a coastline with several houses with light red roofs adjacent to the coast. Tree branches a few stories high partially block the view. I think back to one of my dream goals of visiting a 'Heaven Realm' and receiving an important teaching. I decide against it, and reason that this feels enough like a heaven realm. I then decide to shout to the dream for more clarity and focus to see what happens - the dream doesn't alter at all. I consider how stable it is then tell the dream authoritatively that it's going to last for an hour, feeling determined. I make my way down the road continuing toward the coast, and see a massive oak tree several stories tall with branches coming over the road. I head inside of the canopy and am amazed by the network of thick branches and begin to feel the incredibly realistic, gritty texture. I consider making a portal to my goal in one of the branches, but decide to head down the tree, and toward the lake at the base. I fly down bit by bit, feeling each branch then stop a few seconds on one branch. I suddenly think that I shouldn't stop too long or it may become unstable. The dream begins to fade a bit. I enter a void an resolve to stay in it, aware, as long as possible until a new dream forms. I have a short FA before the next dream.